picking up your transmissions
with a crowd of listeners
Pick up the phone, if you're ready
when organ artists on the scene
when dawg in a rhyming fiend
I'm cocking back you hit the floor
Wildly I swing when I'm cornered
like a kid, watch my furrow
My pockets thick, kid, kinda like a bag,
that thing called duffel,
now let me sink into your in sides
In seems to be the wrong,
out seems to be the song,
so be yourself and be the next man
You can be real hard in the booth
with a steel crown and a goat tooth,
You walkin' through the woods,
kid, seein' human beings,
or better yet, I'll call you for eign
Kick him where the sun don't shine,
Gotta let him know I'm down for mine
Brace your self, brother,
won't be popping yang no more
Close your gate, kid, wolf
and I release on the phone
kick him where the sun don't shine,
Gotta let him know I'm down for mine
you be popping yang no more
Close your gate, kid, wolf
and I release on the phone
Million brothers burn, now wait your turn
I shizzkabob all these corny cogs
You better ask your mother
for advice on how My name is Slav
because your gate is open
And while you work the door at clubs,
I'm about 40 brothers deep
But we ain't startin' no trouble,
bust some rhymes in store
bum -munchin' at the door
on your brothers at the floor
ayo com prende I'm goin' OG
You seem to know me, show me
And watch kid, with no tokens,
Thinkin' but his son don't shine
I had to do it, gotta let him know
won't be poppin' yang no more
off and I release on the floor
I thinkin' but his son don't shine
I had to do it, gotta let him know
won't be poppin' yang no more
off and I release on the floor
You're called for backup,
when organoid is on the scene
You're caught for back -up,
went through walking around the field
You're caught for back -up,
You're caught for back -up,
sisters, don't need a ringer
Crew of thundercats, climbing up
through the front and back,
We gotta see who's on stage
Get that shit off the mic right now
And let me bang bang boogie,
to the rhythm of the boogie
To be, you see, it's awkwardly
They put your back against the wall, kid
Because you woke up in the hub
Nigga, where the sun don't shine?
Had to do gotta let him know
Close your gate, kid I'm off
and I release on the floor
Nigga, where the sun don't shine?
Had to do gotta let him know
Close your gate, kid I'm off
and I release on the floor
Check yourself, fat n***a
